I must have sat there for atleast half an hour staring at the mirror, sitting completely motionless but in my mind a million thoughts are racing back and forth. Through all the shock escapes a lone tear, followed by another, that one followed by two more and in no time at all I'm crying a thunderstorm. All of the emotions came flooding back.
A couple of years ago I had lost my girlfriend MJ in a freak accident, no supervillains were involved. Just a car crash, seems almost mundane in comparison. Dealing with her death broke me, nearly made me lose myself. And in a way I did lose myself, Peter Parker is lost, Mary Jane remains. I wasn't sure whether or not I was the one who died in this universe instead of her. If our history had gone different with eachother if she had the powers. Maybe we would have followed through on getting kids? One can only wonder. Or maybe we never got together, that was a sad thought but an equally possible one.
After a while I'm able to calm down a little bit, even if for me it happened a while ago, she was still the love of my life. But seeing her in the flesh was something entirely different, it felt more like she was actually there. Even if I was the one in said flesh.
On the other hand it felt good to see her face again, even if due to the crying and beat-down I received it looks quite disheveled. But the features still remain, and a good bit of healing was already done courtesy of my powers. Although something about her face seemed off, like it wasn't exactly how I remembered it. It was definitely her, no doubt. But almost a bit more feminine? My new face seemed softer, eyes a little bit bigger, lips plumper, nose daintier. Almost like she had some work done even though that seems unlikely, she was never the type to 'enhance' her appearance. Always having been happy with what she already had, I guess as a model she didn't want to risk ruining her appeal? I never could figure it out but I was absolutely fine with what I got.
I figured I wasted enough time and should get back to my place of residence, I remember the motel that MJ was staying at and decided to just drive over there and then decide what I should do.
I wipe off my remaining tears and start the car. I can't be bothered to get out of my suit even if there are clothes in the car (I did not check). I figured I'd deal with the clothing situation in the motel instead of a random place in the woods.
I start driving and after a minute end up on a long road with trees on both sides, endless amounts of trees. Who lives out here? Anyway, I turn left and after a little while end up in a town with a motel on the side. Bingo! That's where I was staying.
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